


Good things come in small packages

by Hakane (Alice_Hex)



Category: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
Genre: BAMF Maria Hill, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Everyone Needs A Hug, Extremis Tony Stark, James "Rhodey" Rhodes & Tony Stark Friendship, James "Rhodey" Rhodes is a Good Bro, M/M, Minor Angst, Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark Friendship, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Not Avengers: Age of Ultron (Movie) Compliant, Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Protective Pepper Potts, Rating May Change, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Team as Family, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, kind of slow burn, winteriron
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2018-07-24
Updated: 2018-08-27
Packaged: 2019-06-15 18:21:04
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 3
Words: 4,754
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15418857
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Alice_Hex/pseuds/Hakane
Summary: After the Mandarin, Tony has to learn how to get used to his own Extremis. Try not to get lost in his own head and manage to hold together his life, friends and team.In the meantime, Steve also brings home a trigger-happy assassin. Who has severe PTSD and went through enough trauma to last a lifetime or two. And the only safe place he seems to find is Tony's workshop, connecting with his bots better than a human being should.(Chapter 1 was rewritten!)





	1. Epiloge

**Author's Note:**

> My first multi-chapter story and I'm not sure if I survive this but enjoy non-the less.  
> Newly rewritten and edited Chapter 1 because It didn't flow well with the rest of the story.

He groggily opened his eyes but closed them quickly after a second, when the too bright light hurt like hell. He knew it will be like this for a while. Everything in focus and his senses in overdrive. It will pass. He knew that too, but until then, it still sucked.

 

This time he tried to open them slower, trying to get used to the artificial lighting in the hospital room. The too white walls and bedsheets didn’t help either, but oh well.

 

Sitting up was another story though. His body felt heavy, and when he tried to move his arm, the only thing that moved was his pinky finger and that took effort and dedication. That, he also knew. His body has to get used to the new energy inside. He knew it all too well, but nobody said that it’s going to be that difficult.

 

With a sigh, Tony closed his eyes again, and just concentrated on one thing at a time. He just tried to listen. Tried to hear the faint whirring of the machines around him, steady beeping of the heart monitor and the electricity running through every inch of the Tower.

 

If he concentrated enough he could even see JARVIS’s code. It was beautiful. But it also made him tired, so he closed his eyes and fall back asleep.

 

-*-

 

Tony spent another week on the med bay of the Tower, drifting in and out of consciousness. The first person who he saw when he opened his eyes was Rhodey, no surprise here. That man almost every waking minute by his bed, holding his hand, willing him to wake up already, or else he’ll kick his ass.

 

As soon as he could spend more than ten minutes awake, he asked for Pepper. Sweet, loyal Pepper, who always kept him afloat and never let him fall apart too much, always helping to put himself back together. What would he do without her? Nothing probably. He would be dead without them.

 

“I’m okay Pep, don’t look at me like that. Like I’m already dead” He tried to joke, but it kind of fell short.

 

“You idiot. You have no idea what I’ve been through. I thought I will lose you. Hell, I thought I already. How can you be so reckless?” She was crying now, hugging him, and if Tony wouldn’t have Extremis running through his system, she would have broken him in half.  And it broke his heart. Because he was the reason that this strong woman was crying. He made promise to himself to never make her cry, ever again.

 

“I’m sorry Pep. Trust me, it’s not on the list of things I wanted to try. But since I already did and we can tick it off the lest, let’s not do that again, okay?”

 

“yeah, I think we can all agree on that” Rhodey patted him on his calf, and wheeled out of the room, letting Pepper give him a rundown on the company. Traitor.

 

-*-

It was another three weeks, before he could get discharged from the med bay, but with strict instructions of not overexerting himself. Easy.

That’s when he decided to call the others. Steve was out with Natasha, with their new bird friend, Thor was in Asgard, Clint was who know where and Bruce was, well Tony didn’t know where he was, as per usual. If his buddy didn’t want to be found, Tony could respect his wishes.

Who was he kidding, he was keeping on eye on Bruce all day every day, just to make sure he is okay. But the others though, he truly didn’t know anything about them. Honest.

He tried calling Natasha first, but she was off, so was Steve. Clint’s went to voicemail. Well, he wanted to tell them about the Mandarin and Extremis, but they will have to get the gist from the news, if they didn’t want to pick up the phone.

He closed his eyes and concentrated on Jarvis. Finding his code, nudging it a little. When the AI nudged back, confused but happy, Tony laid back in his chair with a happy sigh and a smile on his face. He wanted to fly.

“J, prepare the Bleeding Edge. I wanna take it on a spin”

“Sir, I highly advise against using the armor already. Your brain is still slightly overwhelmed form the impulses and your body still haven’t completely adjusted to the Extremis virus.”

“What a party pooper. Fine.” Tony pouted, but obediently sit back in his chair.

“Sir, may I suggest you start working on the paperwork Miss Potts sent you yesterday?”

“Traitor”

He started the paperwork anyway.

-*-

Steve came back another week later, with Natasha and their bird friend, and they looked – with a lack of better word – like shit. Like they went through hell and back and fought another Chitauri invasion on the way. Steve looked like someone killed his puppy in front of his eyes. Natasha just looked rough and probably a little, and by little he meant a lot traumatized by something.

“Sam Wilson” Their bird friend – Sam – held out his hand for Tony to shake it. “Nice to meat you in person Mr. Stark.”  The fuck?

“Yeah” Again, the fuck?  “Okay, you all look like you went through Satan’s asshole, and you could use a shower. You guys stink.”

And if their appearance wasn’t an indicator of how bad of a shape they were, the lack of response was ought to give it away. And the no ‘language’ comeback from Cap. Shit.

He mentally told Jarvis to prepare three rooms and start the bathroom heating. God knows, they need every comfort they can get.

“There are rooms for all of you ready, and Jarvis already heating up the bathrooms. He will show you the way” Cap just nodded with a small but thankful smile on his face.

-*-

“So, you were saying that there is a HYDRA assassin who have been killing people for over 70 years, and he is your long-lost war buddy.” Okay, his brain is going to melt. It was just him, Nat and Steve in the room, Wilson giving them some privacy as per Steve’s request.

“In a nutshell, yeah” Natasha was way too chill about this. Or still in shock. Tony could never quite read the spy, like at all.

“Nat and I found the old military camp where I were in basic, and in there was Armin Zola. He somehow uploaded his consciousness and he heavily implied that the Winter Soldier was responsible for a bunch of assassinations for the last 70 years.”

“We think that Bucky got a watered-down version of Erskine’s serum, and somehow survived the fall”

“But there is something else, isn’t it?” Tony was taking no bullshit at this point. Nobody said anything, he could tell Steve was struggling. Nat just sighed deeply liked he couldn’t believe the world just has just come to this.

“Zola implied that your parents’ accident wasn’t really an accident.”

“What?” He managed to choke out, probably on a verge of a panic attack, the he felt JARVIS’ coding gently nudging at him and it helped him calm down just enough to take a deep breath and collect himself. He’ll have time to freak out later. “But you are not sure.”

“We don’t have definitive evidence about Bucky being the Winter Soldier.”

“Then find it.”

 


	2. Chapter 2

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> SHIELD fall. Steve being a hothead. Hill is a badass.  
> I just needed to get this off my chest, because my salty ass couldn't deal with watching CW again in any other way. I just wanted to give Steve a little piece of mind here, but I'm not making him the bad guy. He just needs to reflect a little and he will.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Okay, I had to deal with some personal stuff and I didn't like the first draft of the chapters. But it is being written constantly, despite me not posting it. Life's happening ya'll.

Maria Hill just looked impassively trying not to frown, and the only thing preventing her from that was her training.

As soon as Rogers was done with reciting his brilliant – for him – plan and they were ready to leave, Fury mothed him “Call Stark.” Okay so Fury didn’t buy the plan either. Good to know.

-*-

A few hours after Rogers, Wilson and Romanov left the Tower his phone rang. Tony was just watching the new about the fight on the bridge and fuck, Rogers got lucky there weren’t any civilian casualties. “J?”

“Sir, it appears to be an unknown number. Do you want to track it?”

“No J just put them through.” He had a vague idea who could it be.

“Stark” Hill’s voice filled the speakers and she was probably the last person he was expecting to call.

“Okay, let me guess? Rogers is planning on doing something stupid and you want me to clean up after?” His voice was dripping from sarcasm and he didn’t care, at this point he run out of fucks to give. Hill just sighed like all the pain in the world was in her shoulders, and Tony could relate. Dealing with the Rogers and Romanov was a pain on the rare occasions he had to, but Hill wasn’t so lucky. She dealt with them on an almost daily basis.

“Honestly, I wish to say no, but it’s actually close to the truth.” She explained what Rogers’ plan is and about HYDRA and SHIELD and Fury. The asshole was alive. For a moment Tony contemplated finding the man and doing thing to him after that he wished he was dead. But he had better impulse control than that. All that good Scotch down the drain was legitimate proof of that.

“So, let’s recap. He wants to dump all information about HYDRA on the internet not caring about doing the same to SHIELD, in the meantime endangering hundreds of undercover SHIELD agents. Did I get it right?”

“Yes”

“Son of a bitch! Sorry.” What was that about impulse control? Tony cleared his throat and moved on. “I can start organizing rescue teams and safe houses so as soon as the information starts flooding we can get a move on. I also try to limit the amount of information about SHIELD leaking out as possible, filtering out what is HYDRA and what is not. But it’s not gonna be accurate all the way. The two organizations are way to deeply integrated into each other but I’m not saying it’s impossible. We should also issue an evacuation in the surrounding areas. Just in case someone drops a Helicarrier on top of them.” He finished with a not so subtle quip and nobody could blame him for it.

He heard Hill let out a shaky breath, very subtly and Tony was sure he wasn’t meant to hear it but with Extremis his hearing got more sensitive, not super soldier level but still better than a normal human being.

“Thank you” She sounded relieved and not just slightly surprised. And Tony realized that she wasn’t sure he would help. Fuck Romanov and her stupid assessment. He will give her not recommended.

“Don’t thank me yet, we still have a lot to do and I’ll need your help. So, here’s what we’re going to do…”

-*-

The Hellicarriers went down leaving destruction and property damage and thank good minimal casualties and to deaths. A few people got injured more seriously and in need of hospital care but most of the people in there got off easy. He didn’t really mean it like that when he told Rogers to find evidence…

Tony worked constantly for days after. Trying and failing to get every undercover agent out. There were one too many who was killed immediately. He relocated families into safe houses and the other agents will go through an assessment to see if they are HYDRA or not. The only time he stopped working was to watch Romanov’s little show with the Senate. He took great delight in the fact that it will come back and bite her in the ass.

Rogers was in a hospital for a few days, and Tony didn’t visit him. His injuries were superficial, and he had better things to do. Like cleaning up the mess they made as per usual. He used every resource available at his disposal. Tech, people, Extremis. And at the end of the week he was tired with less than five hours of sleep altogether, hungry – living on coffee and spite at this point – and sporting a massive headache after using Extremis to such extend without being used to it.

It was Sunday afternoon when Rogers, Romanov and Wilson sauntered back at the Tower. Tony got a solid twelve hours of sleep the other day, even had some solid food in his stomach and asked JARVIS to put up some firewalls in his head to prevent the overuse of Extremis or the chance to be hacked. That would be unpleasant.

Tony went down to meet them, but Hill beat him to it. She was temporarily living in the Tower just until she could get her feet on the ground again and Tony offered her a job at Human Resources.  She wasn’t looking all too happy, but he isn’t gonna blame her really.

Natasha looked smug but that that quickly disappeared as soon as she saw Hill’s face, and even Natasha knew that when Maria Hill got angry you should run for the hills. Huh, pun unintended.

She stopped in front of them and inclined with her head to follow her, she took a quick glance at Tony implying he should go too. That will be fun for sure. She led them to a rarely used meeting room on the first floor. It was smaller than a usual SI meeting room, that’s why it wasn’t used as often as the ones on the floors above.

“Sit.” Roll over. Good boy. Tony just barely kept his laughter in, seeing a super spy, Captain America and a former US Air Force officer obediently following the orders of seemingly fragile looking woman. They all knew that she could put any one of them on their asses, no exception.

Hill threw a file in front of all three of them. Tony knew what was in the files. All the information they had on the agents being undercover, who needed extraction and was the ones where they were too late. The families that needed to be moved to a safe location. And on the very end of it all was the sum total of the money SI and Tony personally, respectively spent on this mission.

“What is this?” Rogers frowned as he looked down on the seemingly unsuspecting looking brown folder, not yet opening it.

“Open it and you’ll see. Read it. Think about it. I’ll wait.” She sat down on the front, crossed her legs and looked ahead with the sternest expression Tony have ever seen from Maria Hill.

It wasn’t a thick folder but there were a lot of names there. It took less than half an hour to go through it and at the end of it Steve looked rather pale, even compared to himself. Natasha looked impassive as usual but he could see she wasn’t unaffected, and Wilson looked about ready to throw up.

“Do you understand what you just read?” When Hill got affirmative nods she continued, “These people had families, wives, children, husband, siblings.” As she saw that even Natasha made herself a little smaller, she took on a gentler tone. “I’m not saying it’s all your fault.  HYDRA still existing wasn’t something we anticipated. Project Insight was supposed to be protecting people from similar threats. I’m just saying that it should have been handled differently. Sometimes the solution is not to hit is until it’s gone. Maybe a long time ago it would have worked but times have changed, are changing and you have to take a lot of variables into account before you act. “

She saw that Steve was about to say something, probably protest. “I’m not saying that you shouldn’t try to help people, but sometimes helping people means that you have to take a step back and look at the bigger picture. That means working with other people. Law enforcement and such. Maybe SHIELD was corrupted but not every agency and government are. You should think about that.” Hill eyed Steve for a while then as she saw that her little speech started to sink in, she stood up and left the conference room.

“I didn’t want this to happen. I didn’t think that we will hurt people.” Steve was utterly devastated. As soon as he saw the number of good SHIELD agents who were killed because of his actions he thought he was gonna be sick.

“That’s the thing Steve, you weren’t thinking. Not straight anyway. As soon as your buddy came into the equation with HYDRA you just lost your cool.” Before Rogers could get a word in, he powered on. “And that’s fine. But you should have realized it yourself. I guess you were just too focused on saving Barnes and taking down HYDRA that everything else became secondary. You made a mistake, but you are only human. But if you don’t learn from it, it was for nothing.” He stood up to leave and let what he and Hill said sink in.

“Thank you, Tony” was the last thing he heard before he closed the door.

He has never needed a drink so much in his life as he needed one at that moment.

-*-

He just couldn’t quite shake the thought of that conversation with Rogers about Barnes. He needed to know.

“J, find everything you can about the Winter Soldier in the released HYDRA files. I wanna know everything. “

“Yes, Sir.”

It took JARVIS a few hours to compile everything about the Soldier and put them in order.

First things first, it was indeed Barnes, not sure he could call him that after all the brainwashing and torture the poor guy went through. Extremis or not Tony was second away from throwing up.

“Sir, if I may. There is a video, but It could potentially be triggering for you Sir, and I deeply advise against watching it.”

“Play it J.”

The first thing he recognized was the road, only then he looked at the date, and he knew. He knew what was coming, and he didn’t like it.

He watched as the car crashes off the road, as the Soldier kills his father, and then his mother. Tony thought that he got over his parent’s death. It was a long time ago and he dealt with it. Apparently, that was not true.

His heartrate was started to climb, but before it could develop into a full-blown panic attack, Extremis stepped in.

 

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Hope you liked it. Kudos and comments are appreciated.


	3. Chapter 3

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> Tony want to punch people, and then he wants to punch people some more.  
> FEELS. A lot of feels.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> From now on I'm going to upload sporadically. I'm going on an internship and my time will be limited as hell. Also, I want to work on the later chapters a little more. I'm not sure how long this thing will be, but I have an idea in my head.

Tony spent the next week in his lab and penthouse, closely monitoring Extremis and exploring the internet in his head. The firewall was holding spectacularly. JARVIS made an excellent job as per usual. _“Thank you, Sir._ “At first it was the weirdest thing to be able to communicate with his AI without having to say anything, but he got used to it. As a plus, it made JARVIS happy, and being able to put a feeling to the bunch of code coming his way from his AI was amazing. Probably the best part of Extremis.

The other cool stuff was the armor. Having it with him all the time made him feel at ease and he felt safer than he did for a long time.

He also tried to come to terms with his Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier problem. More or less successfully. For now, it was rather less than more. It was still difficult to draw a straight line between Barned and the Soldier. He couldn’t help seeing his face, his hands, strangling his mother. But with every passing day it became easier to deal. Though, he was sure if Barnes would be in front of he, he would punch him in the face.

Mourning was something he hasn’t done in a while. And when his parents died he had Rhodey, who held him while he bawled his eyes out then drank himself into oblivion.

This wasn’t part of the cool stuff. This sucked. But Tony also knew that reality hasn’t checked in yet completely. And he’ll crash, and he’ll to it without style and he’ll be a mess when it’ll happen.

He needed a distraction for now.

_“J? Am I in a condition good enough to take the armor for a spin?_ _”_

_“I don_ _’t see why not Sir. Though I might recommend taking it slow for the first time. Maybe try walking before attempting to run, Sir._ _”_

_“Oh, the sass. Where did I go wrong with you? What did I do to deserve this?_ _”_ Tony put his hand on his heart in an overly dramatic manner just to emphasize his words.

“Okay J let’s blow this popsicle stand.” He was beyond excited. So far, he hasn’t tried the full armor, just the repulsors on the gauntlets. It’s ought to be fun. Right?

-*-

It was more fun than he anticipated. It wasn’t like the armor he was used to. It was a part of him, he just had to think about stuff and it happened. He was giddy when he landed on the Tower’s landing pad. Tony felt like a child who just got a new toy, and in a sense, it was true.

_“Sir, Captain Rogers wanted to speak with you. Do you want me to tell him you are back and available?_ _”_

_“What the hell, yeah you do that._ _”_ Whatever Cap wants to talk about probably involved Barnes. Tony thought about it a lot. The logical and rational part of his brain new that Sergeant Barnes wasn’t the one responsible for his parent’s murder. It was the Winter Soldier, a weapon happened to use the body or Barnes. He knew all that, but the more emotional part of his brain just couldn’t stop seeing his mother being strangled. Thank god for Extremis because that was some spectacular nightmare material. “Tell him I’m heading to the communal floor.”

“Will do, Sir.”

-*-

“Tony. Hi.” Steve greeted him a shy smile on his face and a small wave and for a moment Tony wanted to punch him in his perfect teeth. Hi didn’t. Just acknowledged him with a small nod

Instead he took a beeline for the coffee machine. Coffee stopped working on him since Extremis, but it still had the Pavlovian effect and for now it occupied his hands, so he won’t break Steve all-American nose.

“I’m so sorry.” That was not something he expected, this was an unknown scenario and Tony didn’t know how to approach it. “I read the news about the Mandaring and Killian and AIM. And I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you. I should have been here, and I should have helped.”

“Steve…It’s no bi-”

“No, Tony, it is a big deal. Because you are always there for us, provide for us, and clean up our mess after us. The bare minimum is that we try to pay you back by having your back and standing by your side when you need us” And Tony way expecting a lot of thing but this. He is taking it back, he doesn’t want to punch Steve anymore.

“Thank you.” His voice was shaky at best, quite and unsure the worst. The only people who always had his back was Rhodey, Pepper and Happy. And hearing it from Steve made him feel things, and his automatic response to feelings was snark. But he just couldn’t find it in him, Steve was looking at him with those sincere big blue puppy eyes. Fuck him. With a sigh, he sat down on the other side of the kitchen island, coffee forgotten for the time being. How the hell should he supposed to be mad at him, when he looked at Tony like that?

“Look Steve, I appreciate it, and don’t get me wrong it’s good to know, you would have my back, but it was my mess to clean up. It was my partially my fault that Killian became who he was, and I took responsibility for it.

“Tony, that’s what I’m talking about” he gave Tony his ‘I’m disappointed in you’ look and ouch. Natasha and Wilson chose that moment to walk in, but Steve just kept on going without a second glance at them. “You shouldn’t have to deal with that alone, we are a team and we have each other’s backs.”

“Is this about AIM?” Natasha asked and of fucking course she knew. “So, should I be the one who tells you how stupid you are for sharing your address on national television for a terrorist to know or you know by yourself?”

“Don’t bother, Pepper already gave me a lengthy speech about it.” Tony murmured looking down on the shiny marble kitchen island feeling like a child being reprimanded for stealing cookie from a jar.

“Good” Natasha nodded and headed for the coffee machine.

Tony glanced up at the direction of Steve, who was frowning at him disapprovingly and again, ouch. Then he looked over his should to see Wilson, standing awkwardly in the middle of the common area. Then he looked at Steve, waiting. It took a moment for him to realize what Tony’s intentions are, but the he smiled that all-American smile and Tony was sure if he had one he would be wagging his tail. Steven Rogers was a big puppy.

“Tony this is Sam Wilson, Falcon. Sam this is Tony Stark, Iron Man.” Steve waved Wilson closer, and Tony was sure that the man had the same fanboy boner for him than he had for Rogers. It was quite amusing to say the least.

“Nice to meet you, officially.”

“Sir, yes sir. Uhm…I mean, it’s…uh…nice meeting you too sir.” Wilson cringed, he knew he was being embarrassing but Tony just laughed.

“At ease soldier. Tony is just fine.” He managed between laughing, then he heard Natasha snort behind him, and he was gone.

“Sir, if I may.”

“Whoa! What the fuck?” Wilson literally jumped in the air, and if Tony wasn’t laughing before he was now.

“Oh yes, Sam JARVIS. J Sam.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you” JARVIS said in a polite British tilt.

“Uhh, yeah, likewise.” The look on Wilson’s face priceless.

“JARVIS is an Artificial Intelligence. He runs the Tower and a big portion of SI.”

“And I also make sure that Sir eats and sleeps.”

“Yeah, that too” Tony waved a hand dismissively.

“Sir, may I recommend talking about the video with your friends? I found that it may help you. I also strongly advise calling Ms. Potts and Col. Rhodes.” Tony sighed but JARVIS was right, he does need to talk about what he found, and he will need Pepper and Rhodey when the truth fully sets in.

“Tony, what is JARVIS talking about?” Steve’s voice was full of worry and something else Tony couldn’t quite place. Hope? Anticipation?

“JARVIS found a video among the HYDRA files. It was about December 16, 1991.” Nat sucked in a breath and Steve went pale and he got that sad and distant took in his eyes. The same look he got when he was talking about Peggy or the Commandoes.

“Wasn’t that the day your parents-?”

“Yes. It was definitely the Winter Soldier. You can ask JARVIS to play the video, but the summary is that the Soldier was sent to retrieve the super soldier serum that my dad was delivering. He crashed the car. He bashed my father’s face in and strangled my mom.” He took a deep breath and went on, “Howard recognized Sergeant Barnes. But Barnes didn’t recognize him. I’m sure you read his file, what HYDRA did to him, so it’s not surprising he didn’t recognize my father. The worst thing about this, that Obie…Stane was the one who identified the bodies, it was clear as day it wasn’t an accident. He told me my dad was drunk, I though that was what he was covering up. For decades I hated my father for killing my mom.” He sagged in on himself. “Fuck.”

He felt a hand on his shoulder and he saw Nat when he turned around, with a small but sympathetic smile on her face. Steve was looking at him sad and lost. Clearly wanting to console him but not sure if he can. Tony looked at him and raised and eyebrow. That’s all Steve needed, he got up and pulled Tony into one of those famous Steve Rogers hugs. It felt good, he’s not gonna lie.

Sam looked unsure, but still walked up to him and pat his shoulder. Tony gave him a thankful smile.

“Now that we are talking feelings and all that. I have something else to fess up to. So, there is this thing called Extremis…”

 

 

**Author's Note:**

> If you liked it, please leave a comment or kudos. It would make my day. Constructive criticism is awesome.
> 
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